Troika Boginya

"She almost reminds me of Hanna a little," she mused. "And we had a normal TV just like this. Just not in HD or anything."

    "Ooh.. Hanna's gorgeous too.. Its too bad she's not into girls, y'know? I'd have way too much fun... um.. t-talking to her? Am I old enough that I can start talking about sex around you, yet? 

"Hmm.. sounds familiar." she nodded as she sat down. "Let me guess.. that one?" she pointed to the only girl on the screen who wasn’t white.

    "Does it? What was television like back in the day for you? Did you have those bunny ears on the boxes? Did the 'clicker' only have like 3 buttons?"

Paige sighed, knowing there really wasn’t much she could do. “Fine. What are we watching anyway?”

      When Elena had lost Stefan to his deal with Klaus to save Damon, she had felt like her world was over.  She couldn’t eat, she couldn’t sleep. It was simply as if a piece of her was gone and she wouldn’t be whole until she found it again. She had luckily had Damon there to be her support through it all.         “I understand.” The words came out of her lips with a simple tone, no happiness, no sadness.         Even though there was a wall between the two of them, Elena had known that there was something wrong with Daeva.  It was weird to see her witch friend void of her usual flirtatious spunk, and it was that moment that Elena finally realized that something was really wrong.        “You don’t need Katherine.”      The voice drifted off from the shower stall as she tried to figure out where to go from there, how could she actually help when she had no idea who Daeva truly was.           “Go home, get in your sexiest outfit, style your hair, and come back here in an hour, we are having ladies night in,”

She didn't need to be here. She understood.. she was asking too much of Elena. A woman she had never truly offered much to. Only complained at and insulted.. 

"Yeah, you ‘randomly’ ended up with my face. Does this show even have commercials?"

    "Well, out of 109 billion people, I can see your confusion, but trust me.. it was random. And of course it does.. there should be one in like two-three minutes.. wanna watch with me?

"Excuse me, what exactly are you doing with my younger self?" Is that what I looked like when I was 18? I don’t look half bad..

    "I was watching some TV, and I got bored during the commercial break.. so I decided to play 'random face', and I wound up with yours..

She was mad. Madder than she'd ever been.. but she acquiesced and followed the teacher out of the class. This was still a school, and she still had the potential to be expelled. Slamming the door shut behind her, she just stared at the woman. "Whats Warehouse 13, Emily? Whats an artefact? Who... Who's Helena Wells?! How long were you going to lie to us? Lie to me.. We trusted you. We put our faith in you and you... You're a monster."

    "Sensei, something's not adding up here. I.. there are too many variables.. too many lies going on and I don't know who to trust.. I don't know anymore.."

☩ Seven years of Roleplaying Experience (One on Tumblr).